This morning, as I held a warm bowl of poha, I sighed — not out of tiredness, but with a quiet sense of gratitude. Yes, I have someone to feed me.
Life today is beautifully chaotic. I’m lost in unfinished sleep, diaper changes, burps, and chasing my little one.
There are days I feel angry, irritated, and deeply lonely. And then there are days I laugh out loud, dance like mad in the kitchen just to make my baby giggle, and share every little movement of my baby with my husband. We’ve even had our share of heated arguments.Yet somehow, amidst all this, I carry an intense sense of being blessed and grateful.
At the same time, I feel a deep longing to be with my parents — a heaviness that lingers quietly in the background.
Motherhood can be lonely.There’s support, and then suddenly there’s no support.
I’ve come to realize: this moment is precious too.Every single moment — even the messy ones — deserves to be cherished.
Cheers to the little moments of joy.
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